@Fraust
Okay, how do our characters fit into that tho?
Okay, how do our characters fit into that tho?
Idk i could make her an elf for this or a witch that puts charisma in your coffee for a presentation or somethig
I can make mei an elf for this rp
Hey!!! Can I join??
Can I join 🥺
Yes and yes
Heyy bestie may I join (;ω;)
Of corse bestie
Also I am bad at starters so someone plz start
(Alright alright, watch this)
(Ok)
Valorei angrily tapped her wand on the counter. "Excuse me! We have customers!! What on earth is going on back here?!" she glared into the kitchen through long purple hair, nose scrunched up in fury.
"Umm I am on break so ask them" said Mei as she was sat sipping some coffee with a shot of self esteem that she put in there.
(Idk who to use asfgjk)
(Anyone)
(I literally just smashed my head on the keyboard and called it a name and then wrote words XD anything goes)
(K)
Sol came out of the back room holding two empty gallons of milk, one in each hand. "Uh. I think we're out of milk." He said.
Valorei swung her wand, making the coffee disappear. "WHo PuT yOu On BreAK!" points to the chaos in the dining area. "ITS RUSH HOUR!!"
Valorei then turned to Sol. "God… then, then take all milk items off the menu! I'll fix it later"
"Sorry boss" she said
Valorei swiftly turns back to Mei, heels screeching on the granite floors. "No time to apologize! Just Finish orders!!" Valorie stomps out of the kitchen to try and calm the guests as a particularly angry troll threatened to knock the building down.
"Uh… okay." Sol climbed up onto a stool to cross out all the items on the menu that had milk. He also made a sign that said they were out. He helped make orders but ended up setting something on fire.
Valorei facepalms and sends people to put out the fire, then hurries back into the kitchen to help Mei and the others.
Bella strolled in, immediately catching most of the customers' eyes. With her pale skin, vibrant purple hair (no one believed her when she said it was natural, even though it was), and grace that came from years of being a model, she had that effect on rooms. She glanced around the bustling room and frantic staff, and walked into the kitchen. "You need help. Give me an apron."
She had never been to this place before, but she talked like she owned it.
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